Victory

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Page xi He vanished from my ken, only to drift into this adventure that, unavoidable,
waited for him in a world which he persisted in looking upon as a malevolent shadow spinning in the sunlight. Often in the course of years an expressed
sentiment, the ...

Page 4 His most frequent visitors were shadows, the shadows of clouds, relieving the
monotony of the inanimate, brooding sunshine of the tropics. His nearest
neighbour—I am speaking now of things showing some sort of animation—was
an indolent ...

Page 5 vegetation, broken shadows of bamboo fences in the sheen of long grass,
something like an overgrown bit of road slanting among ragged thickets towards
the shore only a couple of hundred yards away, with a black jetty and a mound of
some ...

Page 30 ... the shadow of Morrison's death. Naturally, it was Davidson who had given him
a lift out of his forsaken island. There were no other opportunities, unless some
native craft were passing by—a very remote and unsatisfactory chance to wait for.

Page 41 ... half a mile off.” “Seen anybody about?” “No, not a soul. Not a shadow.” “Did
you blow your whistle?” “Blow the whistle? You think I would do such a thing?” -
He rejected the mere possibility of such an unwarrantable intrusion. VICTORY 41
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